Yeah, (I had some problems) now dig

You got, rich ****, right?

(And no one could seem to solve them) they do what they wanna do

Heh, and you got

Broke ****, you heard? (But you, found the answer)

They do what they gotta do

Now ask yourself (told me to take this chance) which one are you?

Huh, fall back

Soakin' in Remy, sittin' back smokin' a 20

Shit is scabby, the hustlin' is so in me

Never show envy, got a style I maxed

I'm like po', back in 84, now smile at that

Unseen when I'm low, but still right in your face

I'm so skinny, but that semi-auto's right in my waist

From Jags to Jeeps, hoopties with the raggedy seats

Just imagine, how I'm movin' if we had any beef

Beats relax me, good cheeba keeps me nasty

Lower the smoke, when I see the D's creepin' past me

Duckin' the NARCs, born bustin, Dutches apart

Love pussy wit' pretty lips, when you fuck it, it fart

Friend or foe, freak for the rims that glow

Rock Timbs, if it's summer or ten below

Love the streets, the science of the drugs that's deep

I'm just another **** next up, tryin' to eat

I had some problems (you know)

And no one could seem to solve them (not a soul baby!)

But you found the answer (it's all for y'all now)

Told me to take this chance

But it seems, y'all would rather see me hit, than see my rich

Get bagged, over some bullshit and see me snitch

Hopin' some AIDS ho bitch a leave me sick like

I'm a sucker for love with some easy dick

I did dirt through my days but hid my work

Even then, still, I made sure no kids got hurt

Sweep the next, been knowin' since my feet got wet

From the best turned vet learned to speak direct

My game's jumpin', we all had our days of barkin'

You could tell **** styles by they ways of parkin'

Why dispute it? Dough got us so polluted

Paranoid to the point it's like we over-do it

Police pressure, peep how the beasts arrest ya

Rough up, handcuff, then treat you lesser

Toast on me, smoke spray our potpourri

Y'all can bet, I'ma rep how it's supposed to be

I had some problems (you know)

And no one could seem to solve them (not a soul, baby!)

But you, found the answer (it's all for y'all now)

Told me to take this chance (I got it locked, feel me!)

Infinite game, get chills on the strength of my chain

It's only real, certain **** mention my name

Some relate, others stay numb in the face

Tryin' to keep steps ahead, like we runnin' a race

Nikes and Timbs, lady friends like 'em slim

Light makeup, that shit that blend right wit they skin

So what's the issue? All dick sucks is still official

Cold-steel neckles and Phil I'm still wit' you

Iceberg-in, on the Turnpike mergin'

Late night, right brake lights, black Excursion

Tree smokin', hustle the rap I'ma keep roping

Too many **** got deep emotions

The stress got 'em, who else wanna express their problems?

Get upset, but real vets respect the bottom

To a false, feel a fake love or hate

Right or wrong, as long as the thugs relate

I had some problems (you know)

And no one could seem to solve them (not a soul, baby!)

But you, found the answer (it's all for y'all now)

Told me to take this chance (what y'all want from me?)

I had some problems (yeah, y'all haters better get a hustle, man, stop fuckin' with me)

And no one could seem to solve them (I'm tryin' to live man, nah mean?)

(I been at the bottom) but you, found the answer (I was risin', fell back down)

(I'm tryin' to climb up, man, get off my back, baby)

Told me to take this chance (it's all a game, man, don't hate me, hate the game)

AZ the Visualiza return, once again

Love life, hate

What the fuck?